PASSION PIT

Sleepyhead Lyrics

And everything is going to the beatAnd everything is going to the beatAnd everything is going

And you said, it was like fire around the brimBurning solid, burning thin the burning rimLike stars burning holes right through the darkFlicking fire like saltwater into my eyesYou were one inch from the edge of this bedI dragged you back a sleepyhead, sleepyhead

They couldn't think of something to say the day you burstWith all their lions, with all their might and all their thirstThey crowd your bedroom like some thoughts wearing thinAgainst the walls, against your rules, against your skinMy beard grew down to the floor and out through the doorsOf your eyes, begonia skies like a sleepyhead, sleepyhead